A fire of flames

by BentleeSmith Falls, Ontario, Canada

Mar 2015 852 Views 4 comments

~A fire of flames~

Last match in the box
Been pulled out and lit
Forever flame it sure looked to be.

Why wind, water'd never snuff it out
Was a flame that could burn
By the heat of the love.

Biggest part of that flame
Was on fire in itself
Hardened embers of continual glow.

Yet to ash they won't go.

Fueled by a grip held so close
With a need to resist a new kind of flame.

~Bentlee~

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Posted: Mar 2015

About this poem:

At times in our lives we all experience this, no ones immune.

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Comments (4)

beautifulyouNew York, USAMar 10, 2015

a powerful poem, Bentlee
it rarely serves to hold anyone or anything by grip for neither is really ours to begin with. instead, we seem given to one another to Behold within the movement of all things

... by Allowing for every changing moment we are forever The Supple

andrew149Southbourne, nr.Bournemouth, Dorset, England UKMar 10, 2015

And yet a flame by its very nature eventually consumes itself, but the hottest and most intense part is always at its heart no matter how small the flame becomes.....nice write my friend....
Andrew...

BentleeOPSmith Falls, Ontario CanadaMar 11, 2015

Beautyou I really like how you chose to reply here, a great portrayal of clear conscious thought. Ty for your thoughts,

BentleeOPSmith Falls, Ontario CanadaMar 11, 2015

well Andrew always good to see you mate, I'm truly hoping that one of these fine days we will actually sit having a traditional on tap pub beer eh. Ty for your thoughts in reply here and yes I agree,

my friend.